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Baldr of the Einherjar

Atop the towering skyscraper, on its highest floor that overlooked the entirety of Paradise City. Two men looked down at the glowing street filled with all walks of life. They squinted their eyes to not be blinded by it's neon beauty.

The thin man in a black suit, his eyes were a little baggy. His legs felt like it was strapped onto heavy iron bars, stepped back as he looked towards the bulky man beside him. He was covered in a myriad of scars. His poor attempt of covering it with tattoos and a long sleeved black shirt only increased his imposing nature. The thin man finally spoke brining life to the smoke filled room.

"I apologize for all the snags uhh...Mr. Baldr. As soon as we fix things we can procure the "resources" you ordered.

At the moment we can only entertain you until we get the amount of Substance-M needed." The thin man said as he opened a bottle of whiskey. He twirled his glass as the two cubes of ice swam in a brown liquid. It filled the room with an earthly aroma. He o
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